A Time to Talk


Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaning walk,
I don’t stand still and look around
On all the hills I haven’t hoed,
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And shout from where I am, What is it?
No, not as there is a time to talk.
I thrust my hoe in the mellow ground,
Blade-end up and five feet tall,
And plod: I go up to the stone wall
For a friendly visit.

-Robert Frost (1874-1963)
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log kehte hai jamin par kisi ko khuda nahi milta

लोग कहते हैं ज़मीं पर किसी को खुदा नह

My Weakness

Until I met you my heart stood still

Like the moon and the sun

Their love is true

AAG KI BHIKH

धुँधली हुईं दिशाएँ, छाने लगा कुहासा,

APNA HAR DARD CHHUPAYA

Zindgi se apna har dard chupa lena

Khushi na sahi gam gale laga lena

Koi agar kah

I Light The Torch

I light a torch and hold it high

It shines so bright it lights the sky

You see th

You Are My Love

It's that look in your eye.

It's the smile on your face

That makes time slip by,<

bill se bahar nikla chuha

मेकअप की दुकान में ,अक्ल पे पगली लगा क

Don't Go Far Off, Not Even For A Day

Don't go far off, not even for a day, because --

because -- I don't know how to say it: a

Ye tum ne kaisa rabta rakha ?

Ye tum ne kaisa rabta rakha,

na qareeb aaye, na fasla rakha.

The Tyrants
The tyrants are on the loose again;
They hate all but their own.
They give their lives to kill

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